IMPLANTED APPLICATION [EXTREME PROPOSE]
[47] The Bright Point of Papa's Existence and New Priority Dirga

Three days ago.

“... Yes, Om Yes, sorry Dirga forgot not to invite. Yes, thank you for the prayer. Greetings to everyone, Assalamualaikum.” Dirga then hung up the phone after the greeting ended.

Like a fresh breeze, it turns out that Om Anan's house phone hasn't changed. Just this time Dirga felt his memory was very useful. Evidently when remembering the matter of Papa, he also remembered the arrival of Om Anan several years ago. When calling earlier, he initially doubted that the owner of this number might have changed. In fact Om Anan still uses this phone number as a house call. Continued with the talk about the news, then asked about the whereabouts of Papa. Om Anan said it had been two months ago since Papa last time he saw the presence of Papa at a family gathering event held at the villa of one of his relatives. Om Anan said that at that time Papa looked different.

He came in a simple suit that seemed shabby, using a motorbike that according to him, it was not Papa as usual. Looks cool in a suit, an expensive watch, even a few bodyguards and an assistant.

Sofia's words at that time could not be wrong, although she was disappointed because Papa did not choose to meet her for this problem.

Yes ... he did hate Papa before, Papa must know, and Dirga understood that he was a person with a high level of prestige.

So it's only natural that he ends up like what happened to him now.

At least Dirga felt calmer because two months was not too long to be able to convince himself that Papa was likely still fine.

The man returned to the room after calling. Not only a solution about the existence of Papa, but also new thoughts that interfere with him.

He still had to find Papa armed with a mere address from Om Anan.

He looked at Nina who now turned on the television in the room with a sitting position leaning on the headboard.

“Not dizzy again?” Tanya Dirga quietly while putting Nina's phone.

“Thanks.” Continue that man.

“Oke.” The response of the woman beside him while glancing at her husband, turned her eyes back to the television, and,

“Alhamdulillah, nausea still, dizziness too, but not as bad as before.” He answered Dirga's previous question.

“Alhamdulillah then.”

Dirga then lay on the sofa. Actually he was tired all day, but seeing Nina who was just lying weak there, made him unable to force himself to lie next to her who might feel uncomfortable, he said, even because the body temperature is still warm even though I think the woman is better.

“I slept first huh, Nin. Kinda tired ..” He slowly closed his eyes without waiting for his wife's answer. After that, even though it was closed Dirga knew that Nina turned off the lights and television, providing comfortable conditions as she liked.

The woman understood his condition, though she could not force him to join her in bed.

After all, he chose a sofa, rather than asking directly to sleep together there, right?

Heh ... The tsundere himself!

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Now

Dirga entered the house with several people who had contacted him since yesterday to ask for permission to visit. The two men walked behind and followed him.

Plus one young woman who had just arrived, instantly became his third attention when they arrived in the living room.

“Eh ... Dirga's got a guest, huh? Re-analyze it first, deh. Later come again.”

Kalisa, the young woman whose home was a few blocks away from him was staring doubtfully. Glanced at the other two men by Dirga's side. His intention came to bring an order of Mama Elsa's sheets and pillowcases.

“Ngot anything Kal, just relax. They are not important either. You want to deliver your order sheets, don't you? I'll call Mama first, deh.” Dirga.

Kalisa looked doubtful.

“Bby, Brother. Thank you, yes ..”

“Sit first, Kal. I went inside for a while,” Dirga then glanced at his two friends.

“Lih, Us, ship Kalisa. Don't mess around or make him blister yes, just watch out for you guys.” Kelakar Dirga pointed at his two colleagues.

“Chill, Dir ..” Answer Galih chuckled.

“Eh. Firdaus, huh? Is it the same if it's not wrong? Oho! There's Kalisa too. Want to transfer orders, Neng?” Mama who came from the kitchen greeted some of the people was relaxed.

Kalisa immediately stepped forward while kissing the back of Mama's hand.

“Iya, Aunt. The sheets and pillowcases are finished.” It is polite while thrusting paperbags in his hands towards Mama.

“Wah, is it done? Hurry up, grandma, you make it, Neng. Let's sit down first. Mommy make you drink?” Fresh Mom.

Kalisa refused subtly.

“No need, Aunt. Kalisa just wanted to go back. It's not good that there are friends, Dirga. Then please excuse me ..“

“How old are you anyway, Kal?” Ask Firdaus snobs.

Dirga laughing.

“No need to poof, Us.” Dirga asked Firdaus's question.

“Nothing, Brother. I'm seventeen years old, brother.” Said polite.

Dirga's face suddenly turned startled.

“Masa?”

“Iya dong kak.” Reply cheerfully.

The other person who was silent, seemed to be laughing. So too with Firdaus.

“You are not the same Galih? It's only ten years different, Kal.” Canda Firdaus is ridiculous.

“Wush! Seduce your people's children.”

Dirga laughed, Galih who seemed to shake unexpectedly with the ridiculous Firdaus.

“Don't listen to them, Kal. It's your crazy fucker!” Said Dirga with a soft tone.

“Do not listen to si, Daus Kal.” Galih's response made Kalisa nod in embarrassment.

“Eh ... eh This is even on literacy? Sok oruh in the cake tasting Mama.” Tegur Mama while putting a tray containing coffee and cookies.

Mama glanced at Kalisa only chuckling to notice the three men who were laughing in front of her.

“Do not disturb Kalisa. Come back later when it's time. Yes, Neng?” Canda Mama made Kalisa chuckle in shame.

“Tante Elsa, ih ..” He said, laughing softly.

A few minutes of the conversation ended after Kalisa really gave her permission to go home because her Grandma was waiting. There were three men sitting down and enjoying coffee and a table.

“... You can be Dir, so?” It was Galih who reprimanded him first after recalling their conversation last night.

Then I sipped coffee at the table.

“Not yet, I asked Mama first anyway.”

Galih.

“It's not enough just a wife's permission? Mama too, huh? Mama's son is right you, Dir.” Kelakar Galih's.

“Ya .. how yes, because now my priority women increase one, so it must be both, lah.”

“Anjay! Can you use those words, Dir? Just want to marry it feels like me!”

Dirga laughed amusedly remembering the words he had just uttered. Where does this vocabulary come from?

But really, Nina is her priority right now.